DON'T Give a Dog a Bone.....

So for those of you who have traveled before you might already know this, but for those of you who have not, the following short story might shock you a bit. In many countries, especially poorer ones, stray dogs run rampant. And I mean rampant. They travel in packs, are treated poorly by locals, and are in desperate need of food. For those of us who are avid and loyal dog lovers seeing the number of stray animals can be tough emotionally. There are a few things you want to keep in mind when you find yourself in a country that does not value the lives of animals the way we do. One: you cannot judge or criticize the way local deal with stray animals. To them a stray is nothing more than a flea infested, diseased mongrel that is nothing more than a nuisance. People are brought up to be culturally different and when you are in someone elses backyard, you have to play by their rules. Second: do NOT feed them. Pack animals will fight over scraps and it's a scary and sad sight. And if you feed them they will follow you around until you get back on a plane to go home. It is definitely not the way to spend your awesome vacation at the beach in Greece. Take my friend Karina for example. She is a huge sap when it comes to dogs. While we were in Vrahati, Greece, she decided she would give a small pack of stray dogs some bread to eat. Little did she know that is doing such an act of kindness, she had unintentionally adopted 5 filthy strays. They followed her back to the house we were living in, waited outside until she came out again, and followed her everywhere. We even went out drinking one night and found her passed out on the lawn surrounded by the pack. It was almost like they were protecting her. It was a ridiculous scene to say the least. She even named them all: Bob, Rufus, Will, something to that effect. Needless to say in feeding the pack Karina established a bond, but unfortunately our time in Greece was limited. The dogs became dependent on her for food and once we left they were forced to scavenge again. Feeding stray dogs is like feeding ducks. Once you throw them a bone, they won't leave you alone. I have more stray dog stories, funny stories, but they will have to wait for another day.

Cheers,
Danni

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As I sit here re-watching Eat, Pray, Love....again.... I can't help but think about the events in life that help us transition and transform from one epic chapter to the next. How each person we meet influences who we become. How each challenge we face with fear and determination alters how we chose to perceive what is valuable to us and what is not. We are constantly transforming, growing, becoming more like the people we hope to be. At least that is how it should be. Change is overwhelming and scary, but it is necessary if we ever hope to be truly happy. When we encounter those rough patches in life when we'd rather feel nothing than feel pain or weakness, there is an innate part of us that longs to fight that darkness away so we can just feel again. How each of us copes with those episodes of sadness varies, but we all know it doesn't last forever. For me, the beautiful experience of encountering something or someone new, in a place that is completely foreign to me, changes me for the better. Everyone has their own history, their own lessons to teach and stories to tell. When we take the time to slow down and take in what is going on around us, the world becomes a much more welcoming and enjoyable place. Have you ever felt so consumed by your routine that everything you do becomes mundane and boring? Where it feels like the life is being drained from you because of a lack of emotional, intellectual, or spiritual stimulation? I have. Multiple times, actually. And each time I made the decision to seek out what I felt was lacking in my daily life, instead of waiting for those things to find me. The world may be small in the grand scheme of things, but if that is true, then how small are the trials we face that bring us down? Find what motivates you and inspires you, and then do it. Whether it be traveling the world or engaging in a conversation with a war vet, allow yourself to step outside of your routine and change.

My Life in Ruins..

SO there are many sights and attractions, so to speak, that you can visit while globe trotting the world. Beaches, the Eiffel Tower, The Great Wall, and of course, the worlds largest rubber band ball (in Lauderhill, FL, in case you were wondering). However, there are some things in life I think everyone should make the effort to see. They may not be glamorous or exotic. They won't help you get a nice golden tan. Hell, they won't even look that cool in pictures. But seeing some of the worlds greatest ancient ruins should be on everyones bucket list. Although it would be virtually impossible to see them all, there are a few countries that all travel lovers should hit. Greece is an obvious option, as is Italy. But Macchu Picchu in Peru is a must, as is Ayutthaya in Siam. Chichen Itza is a favorite Mayan ruin amongst travelers, and if you are feeling particularly adventurous, the Pyramids of Giza in Egypt. So let us break down some of these ruinous sights.

Greece:
The Acropolis in Athens is an incredible sight to see. Sitting atop a hill in the middle of the city, the Parthenon shines at night like a beautiful tribute to the mythology of the past. The Erechtheon and the Propylaea, the small temple dedicated to the goddess Athena Nike, still stand tall and majestic, inspiring travelers from the world over. Although the ruins have experience some decay due to weather and human intervention, the Acropolis is most certainly worth the trip. The city of Athens also opened a new museum dedicated to the monuments in late 2009 highlighting ancient Greek culture and history. For 1 Euro the museum is a must see.

The Temple of Apollo in Corinth is also an incredible experience. The number of ruins in Greece in too high to count, so just make the trek out there and explore.

As for the other ruins I mentioned, they are going to have to be saved for another post. I just got called into work :( If you've been to any ruins that you think are worthy of highlighting, let me know!! I am always open to suggestions. 

Cheers,

Danni

October, the month of BIER!!....

Since October is upon us, that can only mean one very important, yet not necessarily responsible thing: Oktoberfest. Ah, yes. Excellent German beer served by busty blonde haired, blue eyed German babes, bratwurst, and more German beer. If you have never experienced the joys of participating in the traditional Oktoberfest lalapalooza, you are missing out. There's nothing like waking up at 7 a.m. and heading to the nearest beer tent to get your liter on. Just make sure you leave time for an afternoon nap, because you won't last through the first day. If you are planning a trip to Munich for the real deal, remember that the legit Oktoberfest festival is actually the last two weeks of September. And it is expensive. It is most certainly going to cost a pretty penny, but not for tickets to the tents. The real expense comes from travel, room, and board. You should look into places to stay at least 6 months in advance. Rooms will book up fast, so plan in advance. If you can get a group to go, you could always look into renting an entire apartment. This could be a much more financially doable options because you can split the cost amongst everyone, plus you'll have a kitchen, which can save you a shit ton of money on grub. If you are planning on attending sans amigos, check out couchsurfers.com. It's an option for a place to stay that is free and also gives you the opportunity to meet some locals. The website is easy to use and everyone who participates is reviewed and rated, so you know what you're signing up for before you go. Essentially couchsurfers.com is exactly what you're thinking. You sign up to stay on a random strangers couch. It's a great way to travel around without the added expense of paying for a bed. I recommend bringing a bottle of wine as a thank you gift for your host. I have been the host couch before and it is an awesome experience. I had 2 danish folks crash at my place and we had a blast. Plus I now have friends in Denmark I can go visit anytime. When planning to rage at Oktoberfest, there are 2 ways to go about it. You can make reservations at the tents in advance, which will guarantee a place for you to booze it up, or you can wing it and hope to get into a tent. If you're going for the latter, get to the tents EARLY. I mean like 6:30 a.m. If you're at the tents early you can be rest assured you'll get served a frosty brew. Although reservations in the different beer tents are usually free of charge, they are a tad difficult to obtain. You can find websites that will list the different tents, but you have to contact the tents individually to book reservations. That mean long distance calling! It's totally worth the At&t charges. So at the end of the day, Oktoberfest should be on every beer lovers bucket list. And if any of you need a drinking buddy, I' your gal:)

Cheers,
Danni

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C'mon Ride That Train! Ride It....

So I'm back from my hiatus!! I'm sure you have all missed me, so I'll get right to it. Trains. Fast trains, commuter trains, metro trains, all excellent modes of transportation when traveling on a budget. Whether meandering through Europe, India, the U.S., or Northern Africa, trains are always available to get from one place to the other. Anything from half hour hopper trains to get from Guernica in northern Spain to Barcelona to a 7 day trek from Hong Kong to Moscow, this old school method of transport has yet to lose it's convenience and efficiency. If you're planning on using trains as one of your means of getting around, there are a few different things to consider. The length of your trip, the number or places you're planning on seeing, and the part of the world you're schlepping around can help you decide how to go about using the available train systems. Eurorail, the major train system through Western Europe, is a great way to get from country to country. Eurorail offers a number of different options if you choose to pre-purchase your travel ticket ranging from 5 rides to unlimited journeys over a designated length of time. When weighing the options on what type of ticket best fits your needs, consider this: many trips will require a reservation fee even if you have an unlimited ride ticket. These fees can range from $5-$30 depending on orign and destination. Sometimes it would be cheaper in the long run to purchase a regular ticket instead of using an unlimited pass, especially if you have a student travel card like ISIC. When I went through western Europe I pre-purchased an unlimited Eurorail pass for $1,100.00 With reservation fees and trips that weren't on Eurorail designation trains, I spent an additional $500. Given the individual cost per trip on the train system, I most likely would have spent less if I had pre-purchased a ticket with a limited number of train rides for a much cheaper price. Make sure you do some research and lay out some sort of loose plan about where you want to go. This can save you a lot of money in the long run.

A side note when considering using trains to get around. Some countries are a lot safer than others. Eastern Europe, for instance, can be pretty shady when using trains, especially over night trains. There have been instances of robberies and other not so savory occurrences. I had been made aware of these possibilities prior to traveling, and when leaving Budapest for Prague, I was warned to sleep with one eye open and keep my most important possessions on my person. Trust me when I say that overnight train ride was an uncomfortable and shitty one. I chose a cabin that was completely empty thinking that would be the safest option for me. I figured once my passport was checked I was in the clear and could lock my cabin door.... Big mistake. The customs officials unlocked the door and came in unannounced not 1, not 2, but 3 times throughout the night. I never even left the cabin! I can't lie. Each time they forced their way in I thought I was going to be gassed and all of my crap was going to be stolen. When the train finally arrive in Prague I felt blessed I made it all in one piece. Moral of the story? Know in advance what to expect with each ride and be prepared for whatever may come your way. Other than that, enjoy the ride. You never know who you're going to meet. I still have friends who I met on train rides.

Cheers,
Danni

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Follow the Yellow Asphalt Road...

Road tripping. A great way to to travel with friends (or alone), explore your own country of residence, and take a break from the real world without needing a passport. No matter where you live, there is always somewhere you can go to regroup that doesn't require a plane ticket. Just a somewhat functional mode of transportation, hopefully with 4 wheels, which can also double as your hostel room, and a map. I think most people underestimate the awesomeness their own homeland has to offer. Well, I'm here to enlighten you, my friends. The best part of a road trip? It requires virtually no planning. You can literally hop in car and just go. You figure out your destination once the trees, sky, and pavement are flying past you. Driving is a great way to clear your mind and put life into a new, different, and hopefully better perspective. When thinking of places to go, keep these pearls of wisdom in mind: venture off somewhere you've never been. Don't go somewhere familiar because it will be a reminder of the things you're trying to move forward from. Go some place new and exciting. This will introduce you to something unexpected. Try the Pacific Coast Highway in California or a trek across the Midwest. You will definitely find yourself surprised by the beauty of places you would have never considered going before. Plus, you never know who you'll meet. The hospitality you'll find from people in places like the south or the great plains will renew you belief in the goodness of other people, especially if you're from a state like California. No offense my fellow Cali folks, but we aren't the nicest of people. We definitely have some work to do. The good ol' U. S. of A. has so much to offer a highway bound traveller. So to all of you 'Mericans out there, so explore your own state, country, or coast, a find a reason to be proud of where you come from.  I recently spontaneously hopped in my dinged up Altima and just started to drive (silly broken heart). Once I was on the road traveling across northern Kentucky, I used the city signs to decided where I was going. First stop? Charlotte, North Carolina. Pure amazing. I visited an old friend and made amends (love you D Boog), ate some amazing food, and picked a city I will eventually randomly move to with no money and no place to live. From there my trusty sedan and I headed to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. A great place to enjoy the sun, sand, and surf, but still enjoy the liveliness of southern charm and hospitality. The people are so nice and the seafood is killer, and you don't have to deal with the faux busty, spray tanned, folks you find in other beach side locales. It's just easy going enjoyability. And it helped me clear my ever rambunctious mind and put my love life (or lack thereof) in perspective. Just what the doctor ordered.


Cheers,
Danni


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Taking the Big Plunge......

Traveling abroad, whether alone or with a buddy, opens up the opportunity for you to do other activities you might otherwise to too much of a chicken shit to attempt. Many places specialize in different extreme hobbies like cliff diving, bungee jumping, deep sea diving, rock climbing, you name it. Hell, if you're already brave enough to jet set across the world, you already have the balls to try something completely out of your comfort zone. And what better way to overcome a fear of heights or falling than to hang glide off the cliff side coast of Lima, Peru? The beauty of discovering how brave you actually are is that it opens up a world of crazy and exciting adventures you normally wouldn't think twice about attempting. This was the case for yours truly in Greece. After my teaching stint my fellow English instructors and I decided to get a little crazy and bungee jump in the Corinth Canal. I'm pretty convinced we made this irrational decision after a few shots of Ouzo, and by few I mean 12. With a solid buzz a group of about 15 psycho ESL teachers schlepped down to the extreme sports office right on the canal and irresponsibly signed away our lives to jump off of a perfectly solid and stable platform into the abyss. I'll admit it was one of the coolest things I've ever done. I can't lie. I probably shat myself just a little bit on the way down, but it was totally worth it. The anticipation of waiting to potentially plummet to your death is like waiting for, say, the red light to turn green when you're racing home because your bladder is about to explode. You know the experience is going to feel amazing and be totally worth the wait, but it doesn't prevent you from feeling like you're going to bust at the seams, or the bladder :) I remember standing at the edge of the platform looking out on the canal. I couldn't see any part of the rigging behind me so it felt like I was floating in mid air. Then you leap out in a Pocahontas style swan dive and for a split second you're suspended in air thinking to yourself "What the f%ck was I thinking!" In the video you can actually hear me spouting off the most vulgar and profane lingo I could muster. I would have made sailors blush. And it was TOTALLY worth it. Doing the things that scare you the most gives you the confidence to set bigger, better, and more challenging goals.  You realize there is nothing you can't do. Or at least try to do. Whatever scares you the most can become your biggest motivator. Figure out what makes you sweat, take a deep breath, and dive right in. I can promise you'll be glad you did.

Cheers,
Danni


                                         Busting at the seams before taking the big plunge

                                                   Oh ShiT!!

                                                       Hang gliding in Peru. Wowza!!

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Go Greece Lightning.....

If you're thinking of visiting any country in the Mediterranean, and you only get to see one, I highly suggest Greece. Not only is it rich in everything from history, architecture, hot men, amazing food, and beautiful islands, the country is also super broke. Why is this good for travelers, you ask? When a country is in the financial shithole, the tourist industry does what it can to encourage foreigners to come visit (and spend their hard earned doe). This means the cost of traveling decreases to promote an increase in tourism. Everything from hotels, restaurants, car rentals, airfare, souvenirs, and guided tours are discounted, making exploring the eastern Mediterranean much more accessible to the average (or completely broke) adventurer. I spent 6 weeks in Greece, soaking up the sun on the beaches of Vrahati,  traversing the ruins of the Temple of Apollo and the Acropolis, and, most notably, getting engaged in Santorini. I even went to a massive Gay Pride party in Mykonos that would put San Fransisco to shame. Of course I didn't know all of the gorgeous men on the island were just as attracted to each other as I was, but I learned the hard way:) Any who, Greece was an amazing experience, one that I would encourage others to do. If planning a trip to Greece, or a country whose financial situation is similarly unstable, keep in mind these few things: the political and economic climates are a sensitive subject for the locals. So just because you as a traveler are reaping the benefits of the souring economy, keep in mind these people depend on the money you spend to put for on their table and a roof over their head. Don't take their hospitality for granted, and definitely don't go spouting off your opinion of how the country found itself in the situation it's in. Keep those comments to yourself. I don't know if you've ever seen a pissed off Greek woman, but it's not a pretty sight. Also, if you find yourself stuck in a hotel room due to unfavorable weather, I HIGHLY suggest against playing drunken card games with friends and family members. You might find yourself lost and drunk on the beach hoping the waves would just take you away. Not a pleasant way to wake up from your drunken stupor the next morning.

Cheers,
Danni

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Before You Kick the Bucket....

So recently I've thinking and rethinking about all of the things I'd like to see, do, eat, and experience before I kick the bucket. Now I know the thought of meeting your maker, whoever that might be, is a scary one for most people. And why shouldn't it be? I'm pretty convinced the world is way cooler with me in it, and I hate the idea of one day depriving humanity of my awesomeness;) Nevertheless, we will all be forced to walk towards the light someday. Will you be content with what you experienced throughout your life? Or will there be things you will regret having never seen or done? Personally, I don't want to miss out on all of the amazing things this beautiful, chaotic planet has to teach me, so I'm am creating a bucket list of everything I want to accomplish before I croak. In doing so I hope to encourage other folks to do the same. Hell, if we only get one shot at this whole life thing, I want to live it to its fullest, including the good, the bad, and the horridly painful parts. So here it goes:

1. See 100 countries (24 down, 76 to go)
2. Climb Mt. Kilimanjaro
3. Write a book
4. Learn Arabic
5. Float up the Amazon and meet the indigenous people of Brazil
6. Bike and camp along the Great Wall of China
7. Take a train from China across Russia
8. Party at Carnival in Rio
9. Learn to play the Guitar and the piano
10. Get my Ph.D in History
11. Volunteer with the Peace Corps
12. Start my own non-profit
13. Skydive (done)
14. Serve in the military
15. Start a family
16. Hike to Base Camp
17. Shave my head
18. See all 7 continents
19. Write a love song
20. Learn to surf in Australia
21. Adopt a child
22. Find (and keep) my one great love, which is easier said than done
23. Backpack Europe (done)
24. Celebrate New Years Eve in NYC
25. Raft down the Colorado River
26. Live in a foreign country
27. Participate in a peaceful protest
28. Finish an Iron Man
29. Run marathon (done)
30. Change someones life for the better

I'm sure the list will change multiple time over the years, but we all have to start somewhere. Everyones list will be completely different, as they should be, but imagine how rewarding it will be when you can cross off each accomplishment on your own list as you do them. I know it will be virtually impossible to experience everything on the list, especially since it is a continuous work in progress. But if creating a list motivates you to do the things you've always wanted to do, isn't it worth writing? You're never too old to start living, and what better time than now to just go for it? Sometimes everyday life can make it seem impossible to focus on anything other than bills, school, work, PTA meetings, divorce, or whatever. But making time to do something out of the ordinary, something that is just for you, can help make all of the mundane daily ritual B.S. seem more manageable. The list is definitely a commitment worth making, and I refuse to look back and regret not doing the things that will undoubtedly help shape the woman I am meant to be.

Cheers,
Danni

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The French Evolution...

Hahaha! My first amateur attempt at a Vlog... I think I may be too old for this, but hell, it's worth a shot.

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Hostels, Minus the Blood and Gore...

For those of you who have never stayed in a hostel but have seen the horror movies, fear not. I am here to alleviate your misguided, poorly directed, Hollywood induced misconceptions. Although some hostels may LOOK a little shady, and trust me, some are hell holes, most are comfortable, safe, and reasonably well maintained. Torturing travelers is usually not the end goal for the proprietors of hostels. If you are the kind of traveler who prefers 600 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets, room service, and impeccably high 5 star standards, hosteling is going to be a major adjustment. Not that it'll be impossible and you won't enjoy it, you'll just have to tone down your expectations a wee bit. Hostels provide travelers with an inexpensive alternative for finding a place to crash and store your crap. But you get what you pay for. There's nothing luxurious about them, but they have everything you need to live on a small budget, including a communal kitchen, clean sheets, discounted bus and train tickets, airport shuttle services, and other extras. Some even have their own bars that sell super cheap beer. And let's be real. We all love cheap beer.
The types of hostels vary greatly, so do some research before you leave. Even though most of the time your choice of a place to sleep for the night will be made last minute, knowing what kind of environment you're looking for will help determine where you get recommendations. Hosteling International is a convenient way to find lodging, but it requires a membership that runs about $50 for the year. Their hostels are super clean, but they are usually a little farther outside of the cool stuff and they can be a little too... sterile..... so to speak. And by sterile, I mean kind of boring. There is very little character to them. They almost feel like a monetary, minus the nuns and other religious paraphernalia. If you're looking for a place with a little more pizazz, check out the listing for the years top European hostels at http://www.famoushostels.com/., and the top rated hostels world wide at http://www.hostelworld.com/hoscars-2012 These hostels are rated by travelers, for travelers. Most of them are privately owned and operated, and many of the employees are current backpackers who need to make some extra cash. You are bound to meet a ton of awesome people from all over the world at places like these, and if you're ever in a financial bind while galavanting the globe, working at a hostel for a few weeks is an easy way to restore your wallet to its former glory, however bleak that glory may be.

When in Amsterdam, do as the Amsterdamians do.

I don't know how many of you out there partake in the pleasures of some Mary Jane (being from California I know plenty of folks who do), but even if ganja isn't your bag, it's something you should consider if you're traveling to Amsterdam. As the old adage goes, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." I'm sure most of you are smarter than our good friend Ron Burgundy and are able to grasp this concept. However, if you are planning on patronizing some "coffee shops" in Amsterdam, there are some important things you should know first. For starters, while it is legal to smoke pot in coffee shops, it is NOT legal to do so in public places. You cannot take your swag to go. So make sure you only purchase what you are able to finish in one sitting. Proprietors of coffee shops take their trade very seriously and are incredibly knowledgeable about the goods they sell. You won't find any skunk weed in these places, and in my humble opinion that is a good thing. When you walk into a coffee shop, like the Jolly Joker or Utopia, the "menu" will most likely be a locked case with the shops selection of pot on one side and hash on the other. Each will have a name and a sample for you to look at. The pot-rista, so to speak, can give you full descriptions of everything from the flavor, the effects, where it came from, its stickiness, everything. The prices will range depending on the quality, as with any product. If you're not usually a pot smoker, as I am not, tell the person behind the counter that ahead of time. They can make sure you still get a quality product that won't send you over the edge too much. Once you've made your selection he will weigh it out right in front of you, or you can do what I did and have him roll it in a joint. I suck at it. Whatever your method, once you've paid your dues and can plop your ass in a seat, light up and enjoy. If you're traveling alone, make sure you are semi aware of your surroundings. You don't want some doped up creeper eyeballing you.

Another highly important word from the wise. It is very illegal to purchase your dope from someone on the street. If caught you'll be thrown into jail faster than busty prostitute (wait, that's legal in Amsterdam too.... You know what I mean). There's no need to buy it on the street when you can get it legally in a shop. You can even buy mushrooms in Smart shops. Lesson? Don't buy it on the street.

Now for my random Amsterdam pot smoking story. I was staying at some co-ed dorm hostel and met a couple of lads from Mexico. We were chatting it up and decided to go get a beer and check out the elusive coffee shops. I, being the marijuana novice that I am, had no clue what the pot-tender was talking about, so I just picked a purple-hued mj and had him roll it for me. I also order a piece of cake, but only because I was a fatty with a sweet tooth. It didn't even cross my mind the cake had pot in it. OOOooooooppppppssss. Needless to say I was slightly incapacitated. Honestly, I could not tell you what the 2 Mexican boys even looked like. I managed to make it back to my hostel, alone, and safely into my room. I was the only female in a 20 person co-ed room. It must have been my lucky day! I vaguely remember passing out on my bed, no blanket, pillow, sheets, nothing. I'm pretty sure my shoes were still on too, aaaaannnnnnnddddd it was only 7:30 p.m. When I woke up the next morning my shoes were off, a pillow had been placed under my head, and someone had sacrificed their blanket for the unconscious damsel in distress. I have know idea which gentleman made sure I was warm and comfortable, but I hope Karma has had his back for it.

Cheers,
Danni

Oddly enough, this is kinda what everything actually looks like after a visit to a coffee shop. Blurred and hazy;)

The Revenge of Montezuma...

And by revenge, I mean hard core masochistic revenge. Cortés most certainly did a number on Montezuma judging by the fury with which Mr. Monty unmercifully wreaks havoc on weary travelers. For those of you who have never traveled to some lesser developed countries, or for those of you who have been lucky enough to evade said revenge, I can assure you based on personal experience it is NOT something you ever want to experience. Obviously the revenge I am referring to is a stomach illness generally caused by ingesting poor quality local water in areas of the world like Central and South America, Asia, Africa, and parts of the Middle East. Since there is truly no way to discuss this issue with any sense of propriety, I'm going to be as blunt and straight forward as you all can handle. Montezuma's revenge is the shits! Literally. And I don't mean the good kind of B.M. that makes you feel energized and ready to tackle the world. I mean an Odwalla Superfood-like substance coming from a place where the sun doesn't shine. Typically this specific case of the "runs" is brought on by the ingestion of certain types of bacterial agents, most commonly the three variations of E. coli. Now I know what you're thinking. 'Why on earth is she talking about poop?' Answer? The reality is Montezuma's Revenge, also known as travelers diarrhea, affects almost 50% of all travelers, and it can put a huge damper on your Mexican Riviera beach vacation plans (no one wants to be in a bikini in the ocean when you can't control what's coming out of.... well, you know where). Most cases cause discomfort, dehydration, and nausea, which can all be remedied by going to the nearest pharmacy and purchasing some over-the-counter antibiotics. Pharmacies are generally really accessible in other countries. However, if left untreated serious problems can occur. My embarrassing, yet completely true story about M. R. goes something like this. While I was backpacking through Peru after my engagement was called off (a blessing in disguise. Love ya Bobby;) I accidentally ingested some tap water. I'm not sure how or when, since I only drank bottled water. I even used it to brush my teeth. Needless to say my stomach and lower abdomen were in a frenzy. In fact, there has been only one time in my life where I have pookipseed in my pants (see the first Sex and the City movie), and it was in Peru. I had been feeling shitty for a few days, pun intended, an while hanging out in the hostel I was staying in in Arequipa, I laughed at a fellow travelers joke. I noticed something unpleasant had escaped from my bum, but I assumed it was just a good ol' fart. I was much mistaken. Farts don't linger all warm like that. I was HORRIFIED!!!! Once I noticed what had happened, the look on my face completely gave me away. Everyone busted up laughing, so I did what anyone as ridiculous as I am would do. I made a joke, laughed along with everyone, and took the longest shower of my life. I also threw out that particular pair of chonies. The glory of it all? Three other people I had met and been traveling with shat their pants at some point the very next day. That's what they get for laughing at yours truly!

If explosive diarrhea is something you'd like to avoid the next time you find yourself in a less developed country, follow these tips: Drink only bottled water; don't use the tap water to brush your teeth; while out at a restaurant ask if the ice is made with filtered water and if not, request no ice; do NOT order anything with raw vegetables that have been washed in the water (I am almost positive this was my demise); don't allow any water to enter your mouth while showering; and don't share drinks with someone who has been dumb enough to actually do any of the aforementioned no-no's. If you do get sick, immediately start drinking anything with electrolytes. Gatorade, Powerade, Pedialite, or anything of the like. Run (with your booty cheeks puckered) to the nearest pharmacy and talk to the pharmacist. They are no strangers to travelers having this problem and they are more than happy to help. Also, always make sure you have a roll of T.P. or cleansing wipes in your backpack. You'll be thankful you have them, trust me.

Since poop is a favorite topic of conversation for some of my best friends and me, this post is proudly dedicated to my beautiful friend Steph. I know how you roll when it comes to shiznit;)

Cheers,
Danni

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We Will Never Forget....

In light of what September 11th represents to Americans, and the world as a whole, todays post is dedicated to those who lost their lives on that sad and eventful day, and those who serve to protect this country, her people, and their freedom.

Instead of doing my normal travel mumbo jumbo, I'm going to reflect upon that morning. Where I was, what I was doing. It's emblazoned in my memory, as I'm sure it is in most peoples memories. It started like every other sleepy morning. I had just started my senior year of high school. The T.V. was on, usually really loud to keep me from dozing off again. The first plane hit while I was getting ready but virtually no information was available at that point, so I didn't realize the enormity of the situation. By the time I walked to my bus stop, everyone was talking about the Twin Towers, a term I can honestly say I'd never heard before. I had no idea what the World Trade Center was but from that day on I never forgot. The second plane hit while the bus was en route to the school, so by the time I arrived the faculty and students who were already there were in a panic. Although we were all required to stay for the whole school day, class instruction was put on hold while we watched in horror as every news station replayed the images of the second plane crashing into the tower. Everyone remembers the sight of broken glass, the explosion, people frantically running down the street with the smoke, dust, and debris all around them. Over and over those images were played. Most of us were in too much shock to fully comprehend what had actually happened, nor did we have any idea how much this country was forever changed in that moment. As we look back over the last 11 years, it's hard to imagine how different our lives would be if September 11, 2001 had just be like any other day. Friends and family who deployed to Iraq or Afghanistan may have been able to spend more time with the people they love. The economy wouldn't have brought the middle class to its knees. The political climate is at a great divide. But not every outcome was negative in nature. We are more proud as a nation. We respect our troops like never before. The younger generation has the desire to be more active as participants in the democratic process. We are making our voices heard. Perhaps without the tragedy of 9/11, generations X and Y might not have the passion and influence they have now. As we continue to move forward, rebuild, and remember all that has been lost, let us also be thankful for the strength and unyielding determination the events of that day have given us.

With Pride, Love, and Understanding,
Danni

Attack of the Aussie!....

Thus far I've rambled about both love and sex. But what do you do when someone you're not interested in falls in love with YOU while you're traveling? Unfortunately I have experienced just that. Once. In Belgium...... It must have been all of the beer, chocolate, and waffles. Whilst on a train from Amsterdam to Brugge (yes, I said whilst), I met these 2 attractive Aussies who were poor, lonely backpackers too. We all had an instant bond. They were a ton of fun to be around, duh, and they loved beer, so we became instant buddies.... or so I thought. When we arrived in Brugge they invited me to crash with them at the hostel they were staying at, which is totally Kosher since most backpackers are good natured people who like helping their fellow globe trotters out. The hostel was awesome, called the Bauhaus (look it up if you're going to Brugge. It's voted one of Europe's top 10 hostels). We spent the day exploring the Gothic style canal town out, and the night drinking damn good beer. By midnight we were all a wee bit inebriated. The tall one with the mullet started giving me the puppy dog eyes, which is an immediate sign of danger. Now I'm not usually one to beat around the bush, so I called him out on it. He then proceeded to pour his heart out, saying he had fallen in love and wanted me to move to London with him. Apparently I was the kind of girl he'd hoped to find while on his journey of self discovery (silly man). I wasn't attracted to him or interested to say the least. First, he had a mullet. I don;t care what country you call home. Mullets are NEVER stylish or sexy. Only sport one if you want to repel woman. Second, we had literally known each other for 12 hours. I definitely don't want someone who is that desperate. We can all really, really, really want to fine The One, but begging like a dog for a bone is not the way to do it. Needless to say I was horrified. He had a mullet!! I let him down gently (or as gently as I am capable of), grabbed my shit, and got the hell out of there. Last thing I needed was someone I had absolutely no interest in stuck to my hip. Of course with my luck, 2 days later they were on the same train to Brussels I was on. Talk about embarrassing. Welp, I guess that's just how it goes sometimes. Can't bag the person you want, and you can't shake the one you don't.

Cheers,
Danni

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To Sex or not to Sex......

So let's be real for a minute. When traveling (whether alone or accompanied) there's always the possibility for overseas, foreign, hot hook up's. And hell yeah! Why should a little sexual promiscuity be limited to Vegas? If exploring the realm of sexual openness is something that has crossed your mind, there are a few things you should keep in mind. First, safety. I know that sounds boring and cliché, but it's definitely important. And I'm not just referring to our good ol' latex wingman. The type of people you meet will vary greatly on where you meet them. The only overseas hookup I was frisky enough to have was actually with an fellow Yankee in Peru. We met at our hostel in Lima, Peru, and we ended traveling around together for the rest of our trips. Knowing that other people were traveling with us and that they knew where we met meant that is something God awful happened, someone would know who I was with. Whether you meet people in hostels, bars, on a train, in jail, or wherever, you always want to be aware of your surroundings. And keep in mind, if a super hot French guy woos you with that accent and charm, you are probably not the first, nor will you be the last, girl they pick up on. But don't fret! There's is nothing wrong with having a good foreign romp!! When in Rome! Just make sure you always have a stock of those latex wingmen I mentioned earlier, and if you're not against it, a couple of Plan B pills (for you lady travelers). Also, before you engage in, you know, the whole engaging thing, make sure you have determined whether you're looking for just a hookup or something more. If the latter of those options is the case, invest a little more time in exploring your options before doing the horizontal tango. The last thing you want is to go on an expedition of self-discovery after a painful breakup just to end up getting hurt again. Screw that shit (pardon my German). Remember. You're way to awesome to feel anything less than awesome about yourself.
If hooking up is totally not your bag baby, then own it and stay true to your convictions. That is more admirable and respectful than doing something that would diminish your personal integrity. Either way. Get it giiiiirl.

Cheers,
Danni

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Give a traveler an extra penny....

So it occurred to me yesterday while booking last minute flights to Boston and Philly that most people, experienced travelers and newbies alike, probably have no effing idea how to search for really good deals on airfare. Hell, why spend $1000 to get somewhere when you could switch up your search and save a few hundred bucks? That's more doe for food and wine (always priorities of mine). And since most of my skipping town adventures have literally been same day spontaneity, I have become somewhat of a badass at finding super last minute flights out of the country that don't require my first born son as part of the payment. Por ejemplo, when I left for Guatemala it was because I'd had a bad day. That morning was like any other morning. I went for a run, hung out with some friends, and dreaded my bar shift that coming night. Unfortunately my day rapidly went downhill, and instead of going out and drinking my face off, I decided to leave the country for a minute. When leaving super spontaneously, I don't usually have a particular country in mind. My goal is to find the cheapest ticket that in leaving ASAP. When using this approach, there are a ton of factors to keep in mind if you're looking for a good deal. Season, airport locations, hemisphere, and currency value of a country will play a drastic role in the cost of your ticket. When I sat down at my trusty old school MacBook, I decided to look up countries where peak travel season was over but where the weather wouldn't be too shitty. Indonesia, Morocco, and Guatemala all fit the profile (and they are all places on my bucket list). I spent about 2 hours comparing sites, trying different airports, looking at one way fares, researching local airlines for hopper flights, and combinations of the like. People usually forget there are smaller local airlines within countries or continents that can get you to where you need to go for much cheaper. By looking at these airlines, I was able to get to Guatemala and back, completely last minute (and I mean LAST minute. I bought a ticket for a flight that left SFO 3 hours later. I almost missed it!) for around $400 total. I took an AeroMexico flight to Mexico City, and transferred to a Central and South American airline called Lan to get to Guatemala City. If I had stayed on AeroMexico the flight would've been closer to $800. Fu%k that. You can find these types of smaller airlines all over the world, Easy Jet and Ryan Air in Europe. Always expand your flight search to include multiple airports, as some places are just cheaper to fly into. Gatwick is cheaper than Heathrow. Frankfurt is cheaper than Paris or Berlin, San Fransisco is cheaper than Sacramento, so on and so forth. Do your research. Trust me, it's well worth it. Wouldn't YOU rather spend more money on food and booze than an overpriced flight? Yeah, I thought so:)

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Cheers,
Danni

KY Anyone?...

Now I realize not everyone wants to travel overseas, and that many people are traveling from other countries to the good ol' U.S. of A. If that's the case, then I have to tell you a hidden gem of a state to visit is...... wait for it...... KENTUCKY!!! Yes, I'm slightly biased since I live in the big KY now, but the bluegrass state really does have a ton of good shiznit to offer. Bourbon, of course, is reason enough to come visit. Something like 98% of all bourbon comes from Kentucky (and any whiskey is good whiskey). There are over 200 different bourbon makers, so you'll never be in want of some good brown booze. Exploring the Bourbon Trail is the kind of fun you can only find in Kentucky. Just make sure you have a DD. Most of the distilleries are out in the country and bourbon and winding countries roads are not very fond of each other.

Bourbon isn't all Kentucky has exclusive bragging rights to. The Kentucky Derby is an event unlike anything you've ever been lucky enough to experience. The 2 week long Derby Festival in Louisville brings over a million outtatowners to the home of the UofL Cards. Horse racing novices and wealthy high rollers alike descend on Kentucky like heartbroken chicks on red wine and chocolate. Although the official derby only lasts for one day, the never ending party leading up to it is like the Mardi Gras of the northern south. I say it should be on everyones bucket list to rage in Louisville for the derby at least once in their life.


If booze and partying like southern rockstars isn't your bag, you can always head a little south to see Nashville.... But those stories will have to wait for another blog post:)

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Cheers!
Danni

Cinque Terre? Hell yeah!...

So one of the greatest parts about traveling with no plan is the ability to up and leave one awesome place for another at the drop of a dime. And more often than not travelers learn of a badass spot to check out from other badass travelers. This is how I discovered the Cinque Terre in the Italian Riviera. Five small Mediterranean coastal towns overlooking the crystal clear blue sea. If you take the train to the farthest northern town of Monterosso you can hike through the vineyards and olive groves down the coast from town to town (even though I was 20 pounds heavier by that time, I savaged up and did the whole 8 hour hike). Each town, with the multi-colored plastered buildings and pizzerias, had something new and exciting to offer. From amazing local wine, gelaterias, incredible views (very romantic for those of you unfortunate souls with significant others:), and of course pasta and seafood, this hidden gem is a must if you're schlepping through Italy. Known best for locally produced olive oil and wine, the villages of the Cinque Terre are built up the cliff side and have maintained their olive groves in stone for close to 1000 years. HOW they have accomplished this blows my mind. I can't even get a Chia Pet to survive, let alone grown some grape vines in rock (although that would be awesome! I'd make my own terrible wine and save myself A LOT of money).

It is expensive to stay in one of the towns, especially during peak season, but there are plenty of small towns surrounding the area to stay in while you enjoy the good stuff. I stayed at this awesome hostel in Marina di Massa, about 45 minutes away from the Cinque Terre. If you're looking for a cheap place to stay, check out the Ostello Apuano. Old Italian villa right on the water. It's fuc&ing awesome. I guess it used to belong to a really wealthy Jewish family pre WWII, but it was confiscated by the Italian government. The history of the hostel is interesting enough to want to stay there, so make it happen.

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Cheers!

Danni

So many clothes, so little space...

Being a chic and traveling out of just a backpack poses one major problem: what the hell to pack. Now,  if you ladies are anything like yours truly, you tend to pack everything we own, and then some, when going on vacation. And rightfully so!! You never know what random event might pop up where you'll need a vintage ball gown and 12 pairs of shoes. Unfortunately when you're hopping around carrying everything you own on your back, you are forced to make some sacrifices when packing your junk (sorry girls). That being said, here's my recommended packing list:

2 pairs of jeans
2 pairs of shorts
5 pair of chonies/poichees/undies/or whatever you call your underwear
Socks (if you're traveling over the winter months, bring a pair of warm wool socks)
5 shirts total; a combination of long sleeve, t-shirt, tanks, thermals, unitards, or the like
A warm sweatshirt or fleece
A swim suit (God forbid you end up in the Italian Riviera with nothing to frolic in)
A good pair of walking/ hiking shoes. Make sure they're really comfortable, and preferably waterproof.
A good pair of sandals/flip flops/hiking sandals
A travel towel. Try R.E.I. They have towels that you can ring out dry and folds into a tiny ball so it doesn't take up too much space.
The essential toiletries. Travel sized when possible. Remember you can always restock as you go.
For the ladies, if you want to bring makeup (we still want to look pretty) make sure you limit it to the bare minimum. I brought a tinted moisturizer with sunscreen to limit how much I was bring. Killing 3 birds with one stone is a massive accomplishment. Mascara, chap stick, and 1 lip stain, preferably one you can double as some cheek color stuff. Screw eyeshadow. Au natural is the way to go.

If you are a wee bit uncomfortable with packing the bare bones, you can always use space saver bags that you can roll the air out of. Totally a life saver, especially if you end up impulsively buying clothes as you go (not that I've done it. I'm just saying:)

If you've traveled and have any suggestions on what to pack, feel free to comment. Any helpful advice is graciously welcomed.

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Cheers!

Danni

Oh, how I love bread...

So I'm going to be honest. During my first extended backpacking trip, I gained a little chunk of weight. And by little chunk, I mean 24 pounds. I know what you're thinking: "Aren't you walking everywhere and being active and whatnot? What were you stuffing your face with?!" Bread. A whole lot of bread. And Nutella (gods gift to mankind, in my humble opinion). When you're on a budget it is easy to eat what is cheap and readily available. Not too mention absolutely delicious. Bread, cheese, pastry, beer, wine, more bread, café. It's all delicious and cheap. But don't be fooled!! No amount of walking, hiking, and running after missed trains will prepare your body for such a huge transition from your normal diet. Especially if you're not actually eating enough. Trust me when I say I was horrified by the looks on my best friends faces when they picked my up from the San Francisco airport after my trip. They thought I was going to be behind the chubby Euro'd out chic who was walking towards them. If you really want to avoid gaining weight (a problem that really only occurred in Europe), make sure you're balancing out your diet. I wasn't eating enough protein, so my body latched onto every last carb I ate like a nursing baby to a tit. Grossly enough, my hair was falling out in chunks. Look for hostels that offer breakfast or at least have a kitchen, and consume something easy to make like eggs, pasta with some sort of meat, sandwiched with cheap sliced deli meat, ect. It is easy to get sucked into eating, bread, cheese, and salami everywhere you go, but that combination doesn't provide jack sheezy for nutrition. Try and even out the deliciously fatty stuff with with things that are easy to carry with you, like protein bars. And budget your trip so you can treat yourself a couple times a week to an actual meal. There are always really great hole in the wall restaurants that have an amazing menu with complete meals for every budget. But hey! Gaining a few pounds is totally worth it. It is all just part of the experience and trust me, you'll shed the pounds in a matter of a couple weeks once you get home.

Cheers!
Danni

                                  Skinny faced Danni in Paris at the beginning of my first trip

                                              Fat faced Danni in Spain at the end. Whoa!!

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So many choices....

Having trouble deciding where to go? Well, according to my cousin Randi choosing a place to go is the most difficult task when planning a trip. Although I could recommend my fave countries (a topic for a later post? I think so), let's focus on how to narrow down the choices. Most of my traveling has been down very last minute. I actually went to Guatemala because I'd had a bad day. I bought my flight at 9pm and it left 3 hours later. Talk about spontaneity! When you're planning a venture overseas, start by picking 3 countries you absolutely have to see before you croak. Honestly, for first time travelers, Europe is the easiest and safest route to go. And in terms of cost, the closer you are to the Mediterranean Sea the less expensive everything is. Now do not be fooled. It's not super cheap, but it is cheaper than the countries north of that. So when choosing your top 3 places to explore, make sure you continually keep you budget in mind. Research everything from the average cost of hostel rooms to the price for average train tickets in each country you are interested in. The more info you have, the more comfortable you'll feel about you decision. Remember, you can always go on other trips to see the other countries that are on your bucket list. Whether you're planning a short 2 week adventure or a 6 month world tour, having an idea about where you want to go and what you want to see will help you stay within your budget. However, I wouldn't recommend trying to plan every detail. Once you start meeting other travelers you'll be introduced to new places and ideas that you hadn't planned on. I would have missed the Cinque Terre in Italy had it not been for some randoms I met on a train. Whether you plan your trip based on your budget, or plan your budget based on your trip, know what is important to you, what you're willing to sacrifice, and what you're not. And if push comes to shove and you are clueless about where to go, grab a globe, close your eyes, spin and point. Need budgeting advice or recommendations about where to go? Post a comment and ask away!

So many of you may be wondering.... "How the hell am I supposed to convince my friends and family that this traveling solo business is a good idea?!" Well, I am here to help with that my friends. The reality is once you've made the decision to venture out on your own, the best way to gain the support of those closest to you is to be open and honest with them. Do your research and show them you are capable of doing this crazy expedition. Get them to see how independent and confident you are and prove to them this adventure will only make you a more amazing. Even if this is your first trip on your own, making sure your family, especially your constantly nervous mother (yes mom, I'm making fun of you), are comfortable with the idea of you testing yourself is crucial to the success of your adventure. Having that motivation and support will help you as a solo traveler overcome the difficulties that are sure to arise while galavanting around a foreign country. Once while in Budapest, I was having a horrid time getting from the train station to the hostel I was supposed to be staying in. If any of you have ever been to Hungary, you will know no one speaks English (so be prepared). It was disgustingly hot and humid and carrying a 40 pound backpack is a pain in the ass when you're sweating balls. After 4 hours of wandering the streets (there are very few street signs and apparently you have to go UNDER the streets in order to get to the other side), I finally said f#ck it and decided to find a different hostel. This required getting on a trolly that would get me across town. Unfortunately you couldn't purchase tickets from the trolly driver. So I had to find some fruit stand where I could get a ticket (really? From a fruit stand?) Of course with my luck, the fruit stand man was sold out, so I had to hunt down the nearest bank to buy this damn trolly ticket. By this time it was 5:30 and all of the banks were closed. Dammit!! That was the breaking point and for the first time during my trip I cried my face off. I had never missed my crazy mother more than I did at that moment. So I walked into a hardware store, snot and all, and vented to the Hungarian lady behind the counter. Although we didn't speak the same language, tears are pretty universal. The stranger let me cry on her shoulder while I vented about my awful day. After that I meandered my way back to the train station and left for Prague. This story made my mother laugh (although I'm sure it also made her warm and fuzzy inside). But knowing that my family supported what I was trying to accomplish made the tough times easier to overcome.

Okay, so first things first. What motivates you to hop on a plane and get the hell out of dodge? Well, there are plenty of reasons. I, for example, usually feel the need to experience a new place, meet amazing people, and eat and drink my face off in other countries when someone (usually a retard of a man) tramples all over my awesome heart. Lame, I know, but painfully honest. Love, running away from it or hoping to find it, can be just the push you need to get out there, stand at the top of the Eiffel Tower or hike the trail to Macchu Picchu and say, "I am fuc&ing awesome!" Each time I have left the country because of a broken heart I have come home more confident, content, and plain old happy. Besides, who needs a guy who doesn't appreciate you when you are clearly awesome enough to do what most folks are too afraid to even attempt? Pushing yourself to experience something unknown and challenging is an incredible way to clear your mind of everything that might be weighing you down: work, school, relationships, bratty kids, deep fried food. And this miraculous endeavour doesn't need to be some lengthy expedition into the middle of the Amazon or to the arctic temperatures of the North Pole. No. It can be a short 2 week trek to Guatemala or Panama (both countries are easy to get to, relatively safe, and really cheap.) Any unexplored location will most certainly do the trick. And who knows. You might just find Mr. Right on you trip to forget about Mr. Wrong. So what about you, loyal readers (if you exist yet)? What inspires you to explore the world?

Welcome to Life on My Backside! This nifty little blog is my attempt to encourage and inspire women of any age to strap on a backpack, grab their passport, and tackle the overwhelming and insanely rewarding task of exploring the globe. Of everything I've ever done (or attempted to do and failed miserably at), making the ill-advised decision to become a bona fied globetrotter has by far been the most rewarding experience in my life to date. Much to my worry wart of a mothers dismay, strapping on my R.E.I backpack with nothing more than the bare essentials (chonies, deodorant, flask, ect) has been a way to remind myself how independent and capable I am. Now I know we have all had times in our lives when shit hits the fan and we find ourselves in an ugly funk. But fear thee not, my fellow fabulous chicas! For those of you who have the desire to test your boundaries and color outside of the lines, I am here to give advice, share my own ridiculous experiences, answer your burning yet otherwise justifiable questions, and hopefully help give you the confidence to show the world (and yourself) what you are truly made of. Cheers!

Danni